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There had still been some small bit of daylight when the plane had landed in Amsterdam and for that both Harry and Theo were happy. Harry had rented them a car seeing as Theo hadn't learned to drive the Muggle machinery yet and they decided on a little bed and breakfast to stay at. Fearing that they'd be put in two different rooms and not wanting to lose the great thing they'd had so far they decided that one of them would go in and get a room.

"So which one of us is going to get the room?" Harry asked lacing his fingers through Theo's again. Enjoying the feeling of contact from the other man immensely.

"You should," Theo pointed out. After receiving a 'what are you talking about' look from Harry he went on to explain. "You are the most beautiful man I've ever seen perhaps that will work in your favor. And I know if I was working behind the desk I'd definitely give you a discounted room along with my number."

Harry felt a slight pink crawl back up his cheeks as he thanked Theo for the compliment. "But I think you are more beautiful than I am," he pointed out to the blonde man. "But if you want me to go I will."

"Could you, please?"

Harry nodded. Hitching up the bags and walking into the little bed and breakfast. He looked around the place to find it was pretty cozy. Sort like what he assumed his home in Godric's Hollow used to look like before Voldemort killed his parents. Comfortable looking arm chairs and sofas stood around the main room. A soothing teal paint was on the walls with a cream color carpet on the floor.

Walking straight up to the front desk Harry could tell that the place didn't get much business because the young brown haired man behind the desk was playing a game on his phone as Harry approached him. Clearing his throat to get the boy's attention Harry lowered the bags to ground.

"I'm sorry, dude," the boy said in an accent that sounded more Bulgarian than Dutch. "I didn't see you standing there. How can I help you?"

"I'm looking to rent a room for about a two weeks," Harry told the boy. "How much are you charging for a week?"

"First let me ask what kind of business you're here on?" the boy asked as he watched two men walk through the main room practically in an intimate embrace with each other.

"No business," Harry told him eyes widening at what the boy was suggesting. "I'm just here on vacation."

"I hope you won't mind the noise level of our more...you know...type of clientele," the boy said as he handed Harry two keys. "I'll only charge you for one person, sweetie." The boy winked as he motioned for Theo to come over. "You two have fun on your vacation."

A pink coloring his cheeks Harry quickly paid as one of the employees came and took the bags to the room they'd been given. Turning to Theo who looked as pink in the face as Harry felt he was he smiled at the other man.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked. "Do you want to rest from the plane ride? Or do you want to just go sight seeing? Or did you have something special in mind for your first visit to Amsterdam?"

Theo's blush deepened. He did have something special in mind for his first visit to Amsterdam but he wasn't so sure that Harry was quite ready for that yet. He didn't want to rush Harry into anything he wasn't ready for. Maybe start with something small and work his way up to what he really wanted to do.

"Have you ever had a hash brownie before?" Theo asked Harry. Blaise had introduced him to them towards the end of their relationship claiming it would heighten certain experiences for them both. Not that Theo had complained at that point he was sure that Blaise had loved him. At that point he'd thought everything was perfectly fine in their lives.

"I've never tried one before," Harry stated as he watched the emotions play across Theo's face. "But I guess now's as good a time as ever to try one. Let's go find us some hash brownies."

The small cafe was about a five minute walk from the bed and breakfast that they were staying at. It looked like any other business on the street but when one walked into the cafe it smelled of delicious food and strong smell Harry'd never smelt before. He looked over at Theo to ask what it was he was smelling to find Theo already at the counter ordering for them. Finding a empty clean table Harry sat down and awaited Theo's return. He didn't know what to expect from this new experience but he was willing to do anything to make Theo happy.

"Good choice of table," Theo said as he sat down in the booth next to Harry. Looking out the window they sat in front of Theo felt a small smile stretch his face. Being here with Harry felt right. "You don't mind if I take out my pad of paper and draw do you?"

"Of course not," Harry told him. "You don't mind if I sit here and watch do you?"

"I had a different idea in mind for you." Theo began to pose Harry as though he was sitting there alone just watching the sunset. "Now don't move a muscle. I want to catch you just like this." He began to draw away. Catching Harry's facial expression perfectly. The toned muscles of his arms as and chest as he sat at ease. The green orbs that showed an emotion that Theo couldn't name but wanted to be able to. Theo was so lost in his artistry that he almost didn't see the waitress as he brought over the hash brownies for them.

"Here you go boys," the purple haired woman said as she set the plate down in front of them.

"Um...I only ordered two," Theo stated confused as he tried to count how many more had been added to his two brownie minimum. "I can't pay for the extra. I'm sorr..."

"It's compliments of the owner's son," she whispered to Theo. "Mr. Zabini wants you to know he didn't think you'd move on so fast and that he hopes that you and your new boyfriend are happy together."

Harry watched as Theo started to shovel brownies into his mouth. He wondered what the purple haired woman, Alice, had said to make Theo so...whatever this was. Harry took a bite of his own brownie. It didn't taste any different than any other brownie but Theo sure seemed to be enjoying them a lot. Harry watched enthralled as Theo put away half of the plate before looking up at Harry.

"I'm sorry," he stated a pink crawling up his cheeks for the umpteenth time that day. "Do you want more? Take as many as you want. They are great. Aren't they? Mrs. Zabini always made the best hash brownies."

"Why do they call them hash brownies?" Harry asked puzzeled as he took another brownie.

Theo just laughed a patient look on his face as he shove another brownie in his mouth. "You'll see."

Harry stood up unstable on his feet hands waving in the air as he almost fell on the ground. He didn't know when they'd order two more plates of brownies but he kind of figured out why they were called hash brownies. He'd asked Alice when she brought over the third plate of brownies they'd bought and she'd told them they were called hash brownies because they were made with pot in them.

After finishing the plate of brownies in front of them Theo pulled Harry out into the night both men giggling like a couple of school girls. It was then that Theo made his move. He gently pushed Harry against the wall and began to kiss him passionately. It wasn't long before he felt the familiar stirring that beautiful men and pot brownies gave him. Pulling back quickly he began to walk down the street away from a confused Harry.

Harry raced after Theo confused as to why the other man had stopped kissing him. Harry wanted to kiss Theo more than ever now. But he wasn't sure whether that was because he wanted to or because the brownies were talking for him.

"Theo," Harry called after him making the other man stop short, "what's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"Because of my family," he sighed gripping his hair and pulling. "We're an old pureblood family and have to follow the ancient rules. Don't you know. I can hear my father now. 'It is forbidden to do it. Therefore, do not do it, Theo.' They don't know..."

"Do what?"

Theo's face pinked up again and looked anywhere but at Harry. "You know...that it."

"You...you want to..."

"I think the phrase is becoming one."

"Mea-meaning you want to have..."

"Not until you're ready."

"I am," Harry stated as a small part of him scream that no he wasn't ready. He should stop listening to the pot in his system and listen to reason. But reason lost out as Harry passionately pressed his lips to Theo's.

"Let's get back to the room then."

Bright sun filtered through curtains of the bed and breakfast room's window causing Harry to groan and put his arm over his eyes. He couldn't remember much of last night. He knew they went to a cafe for some brownies but that was about it. He doesn't remember how they got back to the room or anything else that happened after that. Shifting a bit to look over at Theo he felt a slight pain in a place he'd never felt pain before.

"You're awake," Theo said with a smile. He leaned over capturing Harry's lips with his own. "How do you feel?"

"I...I'm alright," Harry said as he watched Theo watching him.

"It's alright if you're not. I wasn't really sure if you were ready for last night and I should have listened to my gut. But you said that you were ready. You insisted you were."

"Theo," Harry said putting a finger to Theo's lips to quiet him, "I'm alright. I just wish that we hadn't had so many pot brownies last night. I would have liked to remember my...my first time."

"Me too."

Harry smiled over at Theo. "So what do you want to do today?" He allowed himself to be pulled into Theo's chest. He looked up into the perfect face of the man he was falling in love with.

"I chose yesterday. It's your turn today. What do you want to do today?"

"Let's go sight seeing."

As the two lovers dressed and ready for the day they would never guess that in the room next door someone from Theo's past was plotting to get him back. Blaise Zabini had watched the two leave his mother's cafe and followed them back here. He'd made sure to over pot their brownies and had listened with glee as Theo and Harry had become on for the first time. But now that he'd pushed them to make their love known to each other he had to come up with a plot get Theo back and crush Potter like a bug. And then Potter gave him what he needed. He'd try to break them up somewhere along the way as they were sight seeing. Saint Potter would never look at sight seeing the same way again after this.

I hope you all enjoyed chapter three Amsterdam (City of Theo's Dreams or More) Part Two.